Whoever knows for certain what lurks within?

Most people may be able to tell you what the last film they saw was. Or what soap or shampoo brand they use in the bathroom (even what graveyard of half-empty bottles lurk under the sink). But few can reliably recount the contents of their fridge. Though we see them several times a day either in the morning or the evening, we don't retain the details, passed the obvious ones like orange juice, milk, soda, eggs. Then it becomes sketchy. It's always a surprise of sorts. And then of course the discovery of things having been shuffled to the back which resurface.

And that's the point of this blog. Open the fridge door is an invitation to make some discoveries of your own from the random, aracane postings that appear here intermittently. Next time you're looking for a different perspective, something a little off the ordinary track, don't be uninspired. Open the fridge door.